"You can't spoil our child," said a deep voice."
"Why not?" asked Wang Wei, looking at the red-haired Li Jun. "You can't take my Heaven-given rights as an uncle."
"Don't you despise Heaven?"
"Even then, this does not give you the right to destroy my dream for no reason."
"It is my child, so I have the right. Plus, I have valid reasons."
"They will be my nephews, so I also have the right. What good reason would you have?" Wang Wei said with a sneer.
"If you must know, I plan to spoil my children, too," said Li Jun, sneering as well. "If we both spoil them, aren't they going to be rotten?"
"You have a point," nodded Wang Wei with great seriousness. "We don't want them to turn into second-generation Young Master who terrorizes people's livelihood and steal other people's daughter and wives."
